Bad Boy on Death Row Dave East (Ft. The Game)

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[Intro: Dave East]
I welcome y'all to greatness
You now witnessin' a legend
Real nigga shit

[Verse 1: Dave East]
Uh, I've seen it all from a crackhead livin' room
Never get in-tune with negative vibes
Look in my eyes, 27 years of pain when I glance
Thing in my pants, never ever came for romance
Finger fuck her 'til my palm hurt, I came with a plan

[Verse 2: The Game]
I came with a Glock, bullets run out, niggas gettin' socked off top
We were sellin' dope like we was from the ROC
Off pot, hangin' out the Cutlass lettin' off shots
Bill Clinton gettin' head, you buggin', you think I'm not

[Verse 3: Dave East]
Donald Trump ain't safe on my block, got'cha your wifey at IHOP
Your baby mother love that cyclops, my one-eyed monster
Interrogations keep comin' back, shit feel like karma
Had grams now I'm movin' with bands, ain't talkin' Contra

[Verse 4: The Game]
Verse-y, Lord have mercy on a nigga ridin' in the Mercy
With some Hershey and she from Marcy
The brain Bosley, nigga fuckin', no Bill Cosby
Samsung, champagne spillin' on it beside me
Laced in Tom Ford, hard bottoms in the lobby